Chapter 392 Mission

The longevity realm of the aristocratic family is the leeks raised by the three holy places.

It’s just that this way of captivity is relatively gentle, so gentle that everyone can accept it, and it’s the kind of position that no one else can grab.

This reminded Chen Zhixing of a novel he had read in his previous life.

Devourer.

"This is a virtuous circle. What the three holy places need from my family is nothing more than to build a stable institutional environment and the remains left behind by those in the clan who have been promoted to the realm of immortality. I think my Chen family has no reason to reject such a cooperative symbiotic model." This was what Chen Zhaosheng said after a brief silence, expressing his attitude.

Seeing that Chen Zhixing remained silent, Chen Zhaosheng said, "Of course, if you have different opinions, we can discuss it. After all, we are family."

Chen Zhaosheng felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said, and his tone was relatively gentle, but he found that Chen Zhixing remained silent and seemed dissatisfied, so he couldn't help but ask again: "Zhixing, what's wrong?"

Chen Zhixing shook his head. Seeing that Chen Zhaosheng and his fourth uncle were looking at him, as if they wanted to get an answer from him, he said softly, "I was wondering, if even you guys think the same way, then do other families also have the same idea and feel that there is nothing wrong with this model of cooperation and symbiosis?"

"Is there any problem with this?" Chen Tianchen was stunned. He did not think there was anything wrong with the symbiotic model between the aristocratic families and the holy land. The holy land did not overly oppress the aristocratic families. Instead, it gave the aristocratic families enough respect and living space, provided survival guarantees, and even allowed the aristocratic families to live better than ordinary people. It was a win-win model for both parties.

"fine."

Chen Zhixing sighed: "Fourth Uncle, you can chat with Brother Zhaosheng first. I have some things to deal with, so I will go back first."

Having said this, Chen Zhixing did not wait for the two to react. He tore a crack in the air with one hand and walked in.

Seeing this, Chen Tianchen smiled bitterly and looked at Chen Zhaosheng: "Zhaosheng, Zhixing is just in a bad mood, don't take it to heart. You just returned home, tell your fourth uncle if you need anything."

Chen Zhaosheng did not respond, but stood there blankly, looking at the closing crack with shock in his eyes.

"Zhao Sheng?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, Fourth Uncle." Chen Zhaosheng, who was called back to life by Chen Tianchen, shook his head and said, "Fourth Uncle, has Zhixing cultivated to such an extent that he can actually tear space apart?"

"Hmm? Is there anything strange about this?" Chen Tianchen asked in confusion, "Zhixing is a genius. Although tearing space is a skill that only the Supreme Realm can achieve, it shouldn't be a big deal for Zhixing to use it in the Nirvana Realm. After all, there should be no cultivator with better talent than him in the past tens of thousands of years."

"." Chen Zhaosheng smiled bitterly: "It is indeed no problem. Well, his outstanding knowledge and talent are definitely not comparable to us."

It would be strange if there was no problem!

Raising his hand to tear the void, this is the sign of the Changsheng Zhenjun! Perhaps there are extremely powerful and powerful people who can use it, but there is no such thing as popularization! To put it bluntly, many Zhenjun who have just entered the Changsheng realm, like Wu Duolong who was devoured by Chen Zhaosheng, never had time to use it when they were in the Changsheng realm, let alone being as relaxed and comfortable as Chen Zhixing just did.

'How did Zhixing do it? Is the gap between him and me really that big?'

Thinking of this, even though Chen Zhaosheng had already prepared himself mentally before returning home, he still felt a surge of unwillingness in his heart.

Even he, who had seized Wu Duolong's body, couldn't keep up with Chen Zhixing's pace. Could it be that Chen Zhaosheng was the only one who ruled the world in this world? Chen Zhixing didn't know how much shock his tearing the void brought to Chen Zhaosheng.

Actually, it’s okay to know.

Tearing the void was something he learned from his ancestor Chen Tianyuan. It was a bit difficult to learn at first, but later Chen Zhixing discovered that he could use Aokiji's sword intent to break the void, which meant he had gotten started. Now, even without Aokiji's cooperation, he could tear the void with his physical body and walk in it.

As for the void pull that he had to face when walking in the void, this force was completely within his tolerable range for him who had practiced the Bull Demon Star-Breaking Fist.

Chen Zhixing returned to his own yard.

In the yard, mother Ying Shuangshuang was pulling Xu Qingqing to count pearls. When she saw him come back, she didn't even raise her head. She deliberately picked up a black pearl the size of a baby's fist and kept looking at it in the sun.

"Qingqing, look at how smooth this pearl is. When my grandson is born, how about using this pearl to make a pendant for him?"

Xu Qingqing smiled without saying anything, just secretly glanced at Chen Zhixing a few times.

Seeing this, Ying Shuangshuang said to Chen Zhixing with a stern face, "You still remember to come back? Not only did you leave without saying goodbye, but you also demolished your house before leaving, huh? Do you think Ziwei Mountain at home is too small to support your big Buddha?"

Ying Shuangshuang planned to reprimand Chen Zhixing and tell him not to get too cocky, especially since Xu Qingqing was pregnant now. She hoped her son could spend more time with her during this play that made her very happy.

Then, "Mom, I have encountered a problem in my practice. I have to go into seclusion for a while. You don't need to call me for dinner in the next few days."

Bang.

The door of the newly built house was closed from the inside.

Ying Shuangshuang: “???”

"What happened, Qingqing, he..."

"Mother, didn't my husband just say that it's a problem with cultivation?"

Xu Qingqing shook her head, then looked towards the house where Chen Zhixing was in seclusion with some concern.

As far as she knew, Chen Zhixing had never encountered any difficulties since he started practicing. She didn't know how she could help with today's matter.

In terms of spiritual practice, Chen Zhixing did not encounter any obstacles.

The reason why I locked myself up is that I know my current mentality is not good and I am not suitable for dealing with others.

At this time, he was sitting cross-legged on the bed. A huge cauldron with a diameter of ten feet appeared around him. Wisps of chaotic air currents were floating and gathering around him. Occasionally, they collided with each other, seemingly melting but not melting, and finally exploded with a bang, creating several tiny space cracks in the cauldron.

"If I continue like this, there will be no problem in breaking through the Absolute Peak, but if I want to follow the Path of Chaos, it is still not enough. If I don't follow the Path of Chaos, my Paths will be too mixed and too complex, and each of the great ways will be strong enough, stronger than the first sequence, but still unable to reach the threshold of the second sequence. If I continue like this, these paths will not only make it difficult for me to prove the Golden Nature, but will hold me back and make it difficult for me to obtain the Golden Nature."

This is nothing to Chen Zhixing.

Life and death, yin and yang, ice, fire, sword, great power As long as he selectively leans towards a few paths, the path he leans towards can naturally reach the level of the second sequence, and there is even a lot of surplus. But the problem lies here.

Although he knew about the existence of sequences and had roughly calculated the length of the Dao required for one sequence, at the moment almost all of his Dao had crossed the threshold of the first sequence, but he didn't know what the threshold of the second sequence was!

This made Chen Zhixing a little annoyed.

"There is no such thing as going back in your understanding of the Dao. Once you have reached a certain level, you have reached it. You cannot suppress it any further. Now, among the nine Dao practitioners, even if some of them miss the threshold, there will always be a few Daos left to prove the Golden Nature. But if this is the case, won't we be further and further away from the Chaos Perfection?"

Because he has an innate chaotic Taoist body and the original practice that is truly used to lay the foundation is the Innate Chaos Dao Sutra, Chen Zhixing is somewhat obsessed with cultivating the Dao of Chaos.

If possible, he naturally would not want to abandon this path of chaos.

But if it is not abandoned, how can it be balanced and perfectly meet the threshold of the second-level gold?

“If ordinary cultivators reach my level, all they have to do is to use their time to forge ahead. They only have one path to cultivate. As long as the path ahead is smooth, they will reach the node that meets the requirements for condensing gold sooner or later.

If I use the same method, I will need to master nine avenues, and the time and energy I put in will be nine times theirs, not to mention the talent required. So was my head kicked by a donkey? Why challenge such a high difficulty? If I specialize in one avenue of sword, I am afraid that when I achieve immortality, I will be directly listed as the fourth sequence of the immortal gold nature!"

Otherwise, why not tear down this avenue furnace? Subconsciously, such a thought flashed through Chen Zhixing's mind.

If he cannot cultivate chaos, then the nine avenues will only be a burden to him. It is like playing a game, others control one account and level it up to level 40, while his nine accounts are all at level 10 or 20. If a real fight breaks out, these accounts at level 10 or 20 cannot fight in a group and have to fight one by one. There is no cost-effectiveness at all!

"Well, that's not the case. Having more Tao is not without its benefits. At least I have more health and no weaknesses. When I encounter an enemy, I have more ways to deal with it and won't be targeted by others."

Thinking of this, Chen Zhixing couldn't help but smile bitterly.

In fact, there is no difference between the two options for him.

In the final analysis, if he specialized in one path, he would have the hope of reaching a height that ordinary people could never imagine in a very short period of time. If he practiced all nine paths, he would lay a more solid foundation and be able to reach higher heights in the later stage.

Comparing the two, one is the realm school and the other is the foundation school. There is no good or bad between the two.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

After all, considering his talent, he can follow the path of the Nine Paths practitioners.

But it was precisely this that made him even more conflicted.

"Unless I can truly merge the nine great ways into one chaos, then one is nine, and practicing one chaos great way is practicing ten thousand chaos great ways. Forget it, let me first think about whether there is any way to perfect chaos. If it is really not possible, I can only specialize in one path first, push it to the peak, and then come back to feed back the others!"

Thinking of this, Chen Zhixing began to devote all his attention to his companion practice, 'The Innate Chaos Dao Sutra', hoping to find a better way out of this companion practice.

Chen Zhixing's troubles can be said to be happy troubles, the kind that would easily be drowned in spit if he told them out.

After all, normal cultivators only have one path to take, and the road ahead is uncertain. They have no idea whether they will have the chance to achieve immortality in this lifetime!

And he, not only had a choice, but also felt that the path he had attained was not perfect enough. If he told others about this, he would probably be blocked by a group of immortals! They would beat him three times a day, and each beat him for three days!

Just take the road you have! You still want perfection!

Where do so many perfect things come from in this world!

But then again, isn’t the pursuit of perfection synonymous with human greed?

"The way of heaven is to take from the surplus and make up for the deficiency, but the way of man is the opposite, to kill the deficiency and provide for the surplus"

The first peak of the Chen family.

Back mountain.

Listening to the noisy sounds outside, Chen Zhaosheng, who was reading the Chen Family Five Elements Qi Gathering Technique, smiled slightly.

With Wu Duolong's memories, he knew that with the ancestor Tianyuan in front of him in his family, it would be impossible for others to obtain the gold nature by practicing the Five Elements Talent Sutra within a thousand years.

But this didn't stop him from looking through it.

After all, this is his own longevity technique. Reading more about it can broaden your horizons and has some benefits.

"Compared to the Qianyuan Gold Weapon Method that I used to prove my Dao, this Five Elements Qi Gathering Technique is superior in terms of precision, but it is far from enough in terms of vigor. It's no wonder that Patriarch Tianyuan asked me to find another method. Well, in Zhixing's words, if you practice the Five Elements Qi Gathering Technique, the highest level of cultivation is to achieve immortality with a first-order gold nature, while the Qianyuan Gold Weapon has the possibility of a second-order or third-order.

This kind of martial arts is a bit chilling for my Chen family.

But that can't be said. After all, when Patriarch Changfeng was practicing, my Chen family didn't exist. He practiced the Five Elements Qi as a casual cultivator and eventually obtained the Gold Nature to prove his immortality. Patriarch Changsheng is indeed a genius of his generation. It's just that we, the younger generation, continue to practice with such a method. We are bringing shame to the first ancestor."

Thinking of this, Chen Zhaosheng also smiled slightly.

But in a second.

The smile on his face gradually faded, and his gaze turned to the jungle behind him.

"Why are you here?"

"Why can't I come?" The man in the shadow sneered, "Wu Duolong, do you really think of yourself as Chen Zhaosheng and the Ziwei Chen family as your property?"

"Of course it's mine." Chen Zhaosheng put down the book, turned his head and looked at him coldly. After a moment, he suddenly smiled and said, "Our previous agreement was that we would each return home and take control of the power of our family. What's the matter, Fangcun? Do you have any objection to this?"

"I also voted in favor of this at the meeting."

The black-robed man frowned, then walked out of Cong Lin and stood in front of Chen Zhaosheng: "But Wu Duolong, don't forget that in addition to you, there is another person named Chen Zhixing in the Chen family, and your mission is..."

"Shut up!"

The coldness in his eyes suddenly turned into a blue light, and a mysterious picture of the Holy King slowly condensed behind Chen Zhaosheng.

At this moment, Chen Zhaosheng's face showed a ferocious look: "Fang Cun, this is my business. If you continue to cross the line like this, I'm afraid only one of us will survive!"

"Haha, do you think I'm afraid of death?"

"Then you will die in Ziwei Mountain today!"

As soon as Chen Zhaosheng finished speaking, the picture of the Holy King had already risen high into the sky.

Countless stars are reflected in the clear sky.

The flow of time is reversed!

(End of this chapter)